I seem to have rediscovered the wide-angle lens after a decade hiatus – our first interactions involved gloriously mundane still-life compositions in film photography school. For a while there, it felt too tacky and commercial. The internet aesthetic has, to date, favoured depth of field, and baby-soft bokeh, I wasn’t a fan of the ET vibes that come with frame distortion, and quietly withstood the limitations of religiously shooting on a fixed-zoom 85mm. Now, while it does take a particular styling direction, and scenery, to warrant the extra corner room, I’m hoping to experiment a lot more with the 14-24mm I’ve been toting all over town, to the detriment of my shoulder alignment.
Particularly for this common balcony of St Giles’ loft suite floor – if I’m honest, I’ve never seen the Chrysler Building look so good, nor have I ever stayed at a Midtown Manhattan location quite as boutique, spacious, and well-serviced as The Tuscany. Waking up to this view also made me reconsider the necessity for snapping looks on the street, as seems to be the formula. Certainly, given my usual lack of flash-worship, shooting outside seems to make sense, but where my ‘How-to-look-like-you’re-a-New-Yorker’ guide lists not looking up alongside, wearing head-to-toe black there’s just so much to see at fifteen floors and above. To be amongst it is surprisingly magical, and to be above it usually makes me sob emotionally.